Chapter 21

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--Harry POV--
"God I'm sick of you Harry!" She yells in my face.

"I'm just trying to help Alex." I say.

"Well stop helping!" She crys.

"Please Alex, give me another chance." I try to walk closer but she backs away.

"Harry you practically killed me." She reaches to touch her neck which is covered in dry blood.

"I... I didn't mean to. I couldn't control myself."

"Obviously." She begins to look angry again.

"What can I do to make up for it?" I ask.

"You can't." She walks towards the door.

"No, wait-" I call but she slams the door.

"I just wanted to help her." I whisper.

Harry!

Harry!

Harry!

"Huh? What?" I sit up in bed.

"You been screaming for the past ten minutes." Alex is standing next to my bed.

"Oh, um- Sorry." I try shake the images from my nightmare out of my head.

"We have no food." She sighs.

"Sure we do." I get out of bed.

"Well I can't find anything." She says.

--Alex's POV--
"I'll find you something." Harry says.

I keep waiting for him to bring up last night, but he doesn't. Not a word. I sit on the couch as Harry makes a crap ton of noise in the kitchen.

"You good in there?" I call after him.

"Yeah I'm good just-" He's cut off by another pot clanking noise.

I simply laugh it off and turn on the tv. Then about half an hour later Harry walks out with trey and a shit ton breakfast food.

"What's all this for?" I ask as he handed  it to me.

"Being a dick." He shrugs.

"I was never a dick." I laugh.

"I was talking about myself." He sits down next to me.

"I knew that." I say.

"I'm really trying my best here." He says.

"Yeah." Is all I mutter back.

"I had a dream last night. About you." He says.

"A dream?" I ask.

"Well it was more like a nightmare. I... I-" He couldn't seem to finish.

"You what?" I ask.

"I nearly killed you and you were screaming at me and-" He stopped again.

"You don't have to explain. I get it." I say.

"Well it just made me think a lot." He sighs.

"About what?" I ask.

"A lot of things. Like what if I actual do that or worse." He looks down.

"What are you saying?" I ask.

"I want you to stay with Louis for a while." He says.

"What's Louis going to do?" I ask.

"Louis doesn't drink human blood, he can control himself. You leave tomorrow morning." He gets up off the couch.

"Wait, do I even get a say in this?" I ask.

"No Alex. This is what's best." He says and walks off.

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